Seraphina didn’t know whether she should feel heartbroken or touched.
It meant that the Young Master had special feelings for her, but not love.
It also meant that she would never truly win his heart.
She was like Dereon, a trusted confidante to the Young Master. But in his eyes, perhaps she wasn’t even seen as a woman...
At the moment when her tears were about to fall, Ryan kissed her eyes.
Seraphina instinctively closed her eyes. His lips were slightly cold, and a bit soft, but the kiss was too light, too shallow. It didn’t last long enough to truly experience. It only brushed her eyelids before quickly pulling away.
Leaving behind a great sense of loss.
“Don’t make things difficult for Anna. Don’t force her to leave. Don’t hurt her. Let her stay as long as she wants. Okay?”
Sera
